“No.” My voice was hoarse but firm.

Ethan's gaze snapped back to mine with a frown. I could feel the tension in the way his body coiled, ready to strike.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe past the lingering haze of pain. “It wasn’t an external attack,” I whispered.

Silence followed once again. I let it linger because how exactly was I supposed to explain that my sorceress side had manifested as an entity in my mind and it was strong enough to harm me ...